A/N: Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction, I do not own any of the characters, while parts of the story with regards to locations are based on my previous trips to Israel & Egypt, this does not mean that I know true locations of any Mossad or Hamas buildings

A/N: Let's see if they can get this plan under way...

They rose at 6am ready for the day, they had packed up the safe house, they would not be coming back. They took what they needed and left the rest for the cleaner team Ari had arranged to come in after they had cleared the area. They would remove all evidence of them being there, again Ziva wondered how Ari had arranged this, but spoke nothing of it.

By 8am Ziva was sitting an outside table of the Mango Magic Café, drinking a delightful mango juice and waiting, this was the hardest part. She hated it, the waiting pained her to no end, she just wanted to get on with the mission. She had too much adrenalin circulating her body, especially for this operation.

Ari was half a block down the street watching her from a taxi he "acquired" he too hated this waiting but he always seemed calm and in control. All he wanted was to get to the killing part, then he saw, then she did. He was walking towards the café, towards her, she knew she could get him to go with her for she knew he liked her and she could be persuasive. She caught his eye, a huge smile came across his face, as he sat down next to her.

"Hello again Mahmood" Ziva said softly while looking directly into his eyes.

"Hello….my dear, its lovely to you again….you never did tell me your name" Mahmood said, he had barely stopped thinking about her since their first meeting.

Ziva smiled at this comment, she knew she hadn't mentioned a name.

"It's a pleasure to see you again too…I have been thinking about what you mentioned yesterday, about going to Memphis with you and your friend today" she moved on like he never mentioned a lack of her name. One of Mossad's big rules - gain intel but don't give any out, only in exceptional circumstances give your cover story out. Mossad had taught them many techniques for this and Ziva was an expert at all of them.

"You have? And what are your thoughts?" Mahmood asked excitedly, he was thinking he still had a chance with this lovely lady.

"That I would very much like to go, but it would have to be now as I have a meeting this afternoon which I simply cannot postpone" Ziva said, all the while never breaking eye contact, she was drawing him in for the kill, quiet literally.

"I was going to go with my friend in an hour, you simply must join us" Mahmood replied.

"Why put off for an hour what could be done now & enjoyed sooner." Ziva said, again looking directly into his eyes, this time with even more passion, an hour's time just would not do Ziva thought, it had to be now.

Mahmood seemed excited by that prospect, "Your absolutely right, but my friend is busy, he wont be done for at least 30 minutes, can you wait that long?" He knew his partner was still cleaning out their safe house and would still be a little while, but he also knew that they wanted the delightful lady sitting before him.

Ziva thought 30 minutes, I can't wait that long! I cant even wait 5, her last pitch would have to work, so she rose from her chair and sat down on his lap looking right into his eyes "My darling, I cannot wait even 5 minutes, we must leave now. I want to walk the historic site with you, to feel the history beneath our feet together. Don't let me miss this chance, I've even asked a friend to meet us there so your friend won't be alone, no man should be alone."

She could see him thinking, he was, Mahmood thought his flight wasn't until the late afternoon. They could finish cleaning the house when they got back and he hadn't had a woman so beautiful and willing in such a long time, plus a girl for his partner…he wouldn't say no that was for sure. "Is she as beautiful as you?"

Ziva smiled cheekily as she said softly "Almost"

He was sold and happy that he had the better looking one "Ok, I'll call my friend and ask him to come now"

"Good, I'll grab the taxi" Ziva replied as she rose from his lap slowly. She walked teasingly to the curb and hailed a taxi…seconds later Ari pulled up dutifully right in front of her. She turned to Mahmood and smiled suggestively at him.

He had just finished his call "He will be here in 2 minutes".

3 minutes later, Mahmood's friend had arrived Ziva knew a name was needed, so she introduced herself simply as "Shaza"

Mahmood smiled, he finally had a name.

They set off for the Memphis pyramids in Ari's taxi with the 2 men sitting in the back and Ziva sitting in the front much to Mahmood's protest, but once hearing that "Shaza" gets motion sickness very easily he didn't really have a choice.

After about 20 or so minutes of small talk, which included Mahmood's friend who called himself Talik asking about the girl who was waiting for him, that Mahmood finally spoke to Ari. "Excuse me, but I think you are going the wrong way, you should have turned left back there"

Ari smiled, "Big accident that way, this is a better and quicker way, no extra charge" The response seemed to sit well with Mahmood but not Talik

"But Memphis is not even in this direction, its east, we are going north west" Talik said with annoyance, all he wanted was to meet his girl.

"You are correct, but like I said, big accident on the road to the east, we go up here and cut across, I've done this route many times, its ok" Ari replied.

Ari couldn't believe how these Hamas men could not tell what direction they were going in, they weren't going north west, nor were they going east, they were going south; idiots he thought, how did they even get into Hamas?

A/N: Ziva & Ari now have the men in their grasps, will they be able to go through with their plan, will it work?